Mess Hall / Commissary

[Vampyr]

((*Chomps on a BLT* Mmmm... Baconnn.....))

With a radiance in his eyes and smile that had been unknown to him since the loss of Earth and his loved ones, Devin nodded, "Aye then. To my quarters."


<<To Quarters>>

[JacksonMiracle]

((Yummy))

"Right behind you." Kylie desposed of her trash and followed Devin out of the mess hall.

<<To Quarters>>

[DragonGate]

((from Briefing Room))

Looking over her shoulder for medical staff, Jen entered the mess. The quake didn't seem to have damaged much up here, the area looked like it had before the Harvarla debacle.

She took a tray, loaded with everything she wouldn't have eaten before, two pieces of an orange cake, a plate of cookies with some kind of fruit in them, fruit juice, and pizza. The level of junk food she was craving wasn't present, something that was pure tooth-rotting sugariness.

One sip of the juice and she added sugar from a tabletop container. Sooner or later, she'd surrender for infirmary confinement. Right now, she didn't want to be there. Afraid she'd talk herself into volunteering to something the most primitive parts of her mind couldn't stand. 'He's just a baby, not even supposed to have a host yet. But he's willing to give up mobility, speech, sight, senses, in the best interests of General Blue. I know a lot of the Tok'ra that wouldn't do it.'

She considered the whole situation, the general, the quake, SG-5's current man-down state. 'I'm going to have to replace McKay, but what kind of person do I want to fill the void? Recruiting one person shouldn't be hard, maybe a civilian.' She ate one of her cookies.

[Vampyr]

<<From Quarters>>

With his computer in one hand, Devin made his way into the Mess Hall. It'd been fourty-eight hours and he'd only gotten an hour of sleep. Even with his symbiote he was starting to feel the effects of fatigue. Grabbing a cup of decaf, he sat down at an empty table and got to work.

[JacksonMiracle]

[Random SF]

A praticularly rude SF approached Devin's table as he was working. "Hey man, I thought you were down on sublevel 10. I just saw a bunch of med guys running down there. I guess there was some kind of accident. Hey, maybe it's that hot lookin' girlfriend of yours." The SF would have continued, but decided to back off at the death glare Devin was sending his way.

[Vampyr]

Not even giving a though to the computer with its half-written program sitting on the table, Devin immediately jumped out of his chair and ran toward the elevator as fast as an adrenaline-filled Tok'ra could run. Hitting the call button, his mind ran through all the horrible things that could have befallen Kylie. ~Oh gods please don't let her be dead.~ He thought.

<<To Sublevel 10>>

[DragonGate]

Jen had finished her junk food when two airman approached. "Ma'am, your presence is requested in the infirmary."

"And here I swore they wouldn't take me alive," Jen said to half to herself. "I'm moving, Airman. Thank you."

"Yes, ma'am." The speaker locked up, then stepped away with his partner. "Why do you make me talk? I don't do good with officers."

The other one shrugged. "You didn't stutter, at least."

((to Infirmary))

[max_omega]

<Hanger Bay>

John walked into the mess hall followed by Natasha, "So I wonder what looks good today," he said as they walked in and up to the line. He took a tray and slid it on the row looking at the food. He finally decided on the lemon chicken with mashed potatoes. He found a seat, and stuck his tray down than walked over and got a large cup and filled it with coffee.

He took a seat and waited for Natasha to get situated. "I know it was a quite ride, I just have had a lot on my mind the past few hours. I mean who wouldn't with everything that has gone on the past few hours, finding out about the base than coming and seeing it for myself. Not to mention still not being able to check on Rachael. Even though they said she is fine, I still would like to see her."

[Atlantean_Fan]

<< From Hangar Bay >>

Natasha followed John into the Mess Hall. "Anything goes for me right now as long as it is food." She said smiling and going towards the line. "Something smells good. I'l eat whatever is smelling that good." She said now clearly joking. She also took a tray and slid on the row behind John. She picked the spaghetti like pasta with Gaian tomato sauce and juice. Natasha seated across John in the table he had picked. She wasn't feeling really picky now and as she had just said anything goes.

"You're worried about her. I can tell. You gotta trust the info we've got. She's OK and you'll meet with her soon. Better even after we finish this God forsaken job of flying there and back. Then you and her will be able to talk long hours and put all the gossip up to date. I want to know what's base relevant in the gossip later." She said trying to make him feel better. She understood his feelings, but in the middle of the mission wasn't the right time for a family reunion. It could wait a while longer.

[max_omega]

John smiled, "If you are looking for gossip than you had better try to find a better source. Rachael hates gossip, at least last time I checked with her she did. Although this is a pretty small base, she could have changed." He took a bite of the chicken, "This actually isn't all that bad."

He than look up at Natasha, "Thanks for reassuring me," he took a sip of his coffee, "Sometimes I forget she is a grown woman, and can take care of herself. Although she would never let me forget that she is way smarter than me." He said that last bit with a smile.

[Vampyr]

<<From Sub-Level 10.>>

Running through the Mess, Devin came to a halt at the table where he had left his computer. It wasn't there, looking around, he saw it lying on the coffee machine table. Grabbing it, he entered in his password and it said it had fifty percent battery capacity left. Closing the monitor down, he tucked it in-between his arm and headed back for the generator room.

<<Back to Sub-Level 10.>>

[max_omega]

John sat there in silence and finished the rest of his food. He than just sat there and drank his coffee. "Coffee the best thing ever invented. Sometimes I feel like I live off of this stuff."

[Atlantean_Fan]

John smiled, "If you are looking for gossip than you had better try to find a better source. Rachael hates gossip, at least last time I checked with her she did. Although this is a pretty small base, she could have changed." He took a bite of the chicken, "This actually isn't all that bad."

He than look up at Natasha, "Thanks for reassuring me," he took a sip of his coffee, "Sometimes I forget she is a grown woman, and can take care of herself. Although she would never let me forget that she is way smarter than me." He said that last bit with a smile.

"I guessed so, but what I meant with gossip was know what went on while we were gone, the specifics, not the generals we've got at Beta." Natasha said trying to amend her last statement. "The pasta is OK too." She replied eating some more of it and taking a sip of the juice.

"You're more than welcome, Ezekiel." She replied to his thanks. "It's also natural that you as a big brother would feel as you do about her." She said empathetically.

John sat there in silence and finished the rest of his food. He than just sat there and drank his coffee. "Coffee the best thing ever invented. Sometimes I feel like I live off of this stuff."

Natasha also ate the rest of her food in silence. "I guess I'm one of those strange people that can't even smell it. I never drank it again after the first time I tried. I got used with the smell, but never with the taste." She replied after his statement.

[max_omega]

"You're more than welcome, Ezekiel." She replied to his thanks. "It's also natural that you as a big brother would feel as you do about her." She said empathetically.

"Yeah I know, I try not to. It irriates the h3ll out of her." John said.

Natasha also ate the rest of her food in silence. "I guess I'm one of those strange people that can't even smell it. I never drank it again after the first time I tried. I got used with the smell, but never with the taste." She replied after his statement.

"Man I have been drinking this stuff since I was a kid. Love it than and still do." John glanced down at his watch, "We probably should be heading out again."

<<To Hanger Bay>>

[Atlantean_Fan]

"Yeah I know, I try not to. It irriates the h3ll out of her." John said.

"Which is also a natural reaction for her since she thinks she's big enough to take care of herself. We human beings are so complicated sometimes..." Natasha mused taking the last sip of her juice.

"Man I have been drinking this stuff since I was a kid. Love it than and still do." John glanced down at his watch, "We probably should be heading out again."

"I agree. The faster we finish taking the 302s back, the faster we can begin helping here as possible. We gotta find out where Tenaglo is." She answered standing up and taking her tray to the proper place before leaving the Mess Hall.

<< To Hangar Bay >>